God Emperor Dio Brando, hear your humble followers!
We, the members of Green Protection Agency, have deviated from your true path. We built tall towers of countless pixels, and we let these testaments to our vanity rule us. The pixels that should have served your glory, took all of our devotion that should have been rightfully yours.
When we started worshipping the pixels, we entered a dark age of ignorance. We let our gardens encroach upon the holy sands. You could see snow everywhere. That filthy whiteness covered our lands as we befriended the traitorous Sweedes and even double-Spaniards. Oh, Lord Dio, how have we fallen...
But fallen no more! As we tended to our gardens and amassed our pixels, your devout warriors in Mensa HQ have showed us the error of our ways. Their cleansing attacks may look fierce to the unenlightened, but we understand that their only purpose was to bring us back to the true faith. And they have succeeded.
No longer shall we worship pixels. Never shall we hold our greed above your glory. We shall bathe ourselves in the holy sands of Pakistan, and constantly recite passages from your holy book, the Book of Dio. We will repeat this until the last trace of the corruption is washed away.
Oh God Emperor Dio Brando. We know we are not worthy servants; but we have faith in your boundless mercy. Guide us to the correct path and let no snowflake taint our lands. For we pledge our undying loyalty to you as we shout:
PRIDE! POWER! PAKISTAN!
ZA WARUDO!
Signed for Green Protection Agency:
Justin076, Triumvir of Internal Affairs
Lirisa, Triumvir of Foreign Affairs
Kalev06, Triumvir of Military Affairs